Story cover for Finding Opal by stablestar317
Finding Opal
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  • Parts 8
  • Time 52m
  • Reads 128
  • Votes 4
  • Parts 8
  • Time 52m
Ongoing, First published Nov 25, 2012
I knew what I had to do... and I couldn't believe I was going to do it.  
Crazy? Yes.  
Dangerous? Absolutely.  
Totally grounded for life? No doubt in my mind.

Most 14 year old girls are getting their nails done at the spa or going to the movies with thier boyfriend(s), but not me, of course not me.  Of course I would be the one that was planning to rescue a girl that had been kidnapped...
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